Thanks to Susan who sent me this one. I figure we all know someone we’d like to send this picture to. Mine goes out to a certain carpool mom …

I’m still stinging over a stupid comment one of the carpool moms made to me today, something about romance novels being too simple for her, so I find myself unable to put together any sort of nice blog entry. So instead, we’re all going to be a little snarky, which suits my mood perfectly. I’m assuming if you’re reading my words here, you are a lover of romance novels as I am, and read them frequently.

So. What I want to hear are your come backs when people make stupid, uneducated comments on what you love to read. I want to hear what you have said, and also what you would never actually dare to say.

Let the venting begin.

Hey there! It’s Friday and I for one am profoundly grateful. I plan to READ all weekend long. And maybe watch High School Musical 2 on Saturday night. I can’t help it. But back to the reading. First up on the reading agenda is finishing Nora Robert’s High Noon, then onto Tara Janzen’s latest On The Loose, which I’m lucky enough to have an ARC of, and next up is Rachel Gibson’s latest, Tangled Up In You.

What are YOU reading??

Hey, just found out I got a great review from Romantic Times for THE TROUBLE WITH PARADISE, which comes out at the end of this month. So yay! Go forth and order!

“Shalvis brings us a compelling, humorous and very steamy romance between a witty heroine and her sexy hero of choice. The story features a lively group of secondary characters and lots of clever dialogue, which will keep readers amused from beginning to end.” 4 1/2 stars!!

SUMMARY: Klutzy sales clerk Dorie Anderson wins a dream singles cruise to Fiji, but the adventure turns out to be wilder than she’d ever imagined. She immediately meets two hot men: a pro baseball player and the ship’s French doctor. Which guy might be The One for her? Dorie’s not sure and is looking to find out more about the men, but big problems arise. Problem one: she keeps tripping over things and injuring herself. Problem two: a man onboard is murdered. Problem three: a storm wrecks the ship and leaves everyone stranded on an island — with a potential killer lurking among them. All this and then there’s problem four: her love life’s in chaos. Chances are, if she survives this cruise, Dorie’s world will never be the same.

Playing chicken with the garage door. In the car. And losing.

Eating an entire bag of Pringles bbq chips and then trying to do flips on the trampoline.

And then, as a stupidity bonus, flashing the husband just as a kid came into the room behind me.

This is the last picture of the last run on the lake last night, just as the sun was setting. It�s Middle Daughter, eating shit quite spectacularly. God, she’s entertaining � Anyway, hope you all had a great Labor Day weekend. I did. But now that it�s over, and so is summer, I feel sad. Feel free to send cookies to cheer me up.

Yes, I realize he’s adorable, but trust me, his momma? Not so much. She’s seven hundred and fifty pounds of grumpiness who had a party in our trash box yesterday, literally tearing off the door (which you can see under the can) to get to our yummy garbage for her babies.

And yeah, we had to clean it all up! There are apparently no trash fairies …

We haven’t done this in awhile. Favorite commercials. At the moment, mine is the cell phone commercial, the one where the dad goes to his kids “each of the five of us can call five people for free, so it’s like 26 people”. And the kids roll their eyes and say “dad, five times five is twenty five, not twenty six.” And he says “No, you have to carry the nine. Five times five is twenty six.” And then the mom deadpans “kids, this is why you have to stay in school.”

Love it.

You?

Me: Hi, you’ve got to come home NOW.

Him: I can’t bring you cookies, I’m in the middle of a concrete pour.

Me: There’s a squirrel.

Him: Still not bringing you cookies.

Me: Okay, let’s play a game where you LISTEN TO ME. There’s a squirrel in the house. INSIDE the house.

Him: Is this because I fell asleep with the TV on?

Me: No, it’s because THERE’S A SQUIRREL IN THE HOUSE.

Him: Get Ashes.

Me: It yelled at her and she’s cowering in the bathroom. We need you. Come home.

Him: (big sigh) Fine.

Me: Thank you. Oh, and can you bring cookies?